Had I not pointed to where she should kneel with the cane, she might have refused but wisely she guessed it was less painful to comply. She did a pass...ble job but would need some training."You know what to do Mrs. Warboys," I ordered but she started to plead and beg until I picked up the whip and caught her chest with a good lash. She screamed and turned away from me, hugging her bosom with her arms. My second swipe swung upwards and caught the back of her thighs well towards the crease with. "Sam looks at you with that disbelieving half-smile that you love so much. "You mean you can just be sitting on the couch talking, and if suddenly you see my breasts, you will right then and there be ready to have sex?" And with that, she pulls her top up over her head and throws it on the coffee table.Sure enough, your crotch is getting hard and warm. Smiling, you say, "Yep. Though technically all I can see is the beautiful cleavage above that lacy bra you're— ahem, still wearing." Ha ha. I. I always dreamed of having a daughter with long blond hair like mine. I just regret that I'll never have that chance now."As I ate my dinner I thought about what had happened to Mom and to Tom and how what I had written changed from being just a story to become fact. I thought about how all of the words just disappeared once the fiction was fact. What was I going to do with this? How far could I go? How about world peace or the end to hunger and poverty? How about a couple of million dollars. The DJs had a good beat going, the open bar was flowing, and the bouncers were very efficient at keeping out anyone who wasn't on the guest list.I mingled with everyone, getting the frequent congratulations on the company's success and getting myself a light buzz. Marissa predictably gushed over her sorority sisters. I predictably gushed over Hef and the lifestyle he was living (a lifestyle I wouldn't mind myself).I especially made time to have a long chat with Kaia. Even after a few years, she.